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karasunology · 4 years

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❝ WHY ARE YOU SO JEALOUS?❞ with BOKUTO KOUTARO !

✎ . . . could i request from the prompt list no. 8 ("why are you so jealous?) with bokuto. where bokuto (your best friend for years now) is bothered by you showing interest in akaashi (you like akaashi basically).

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BOKUTO KOUTARO.

➜ you first met bokuto under the gym lights; it was when he was about to practice his spikes for a bit more but the boys' gym was closed earlier than he expected, so he decided to use the other gym where the girls' gym resided ─ finding himself staring at you trying to get the ball up with your fingers

➜ accidentally setting the ball with a slippy swerve, it's direction did a 180° as it heads to a different direction where you were supposed to send to, his direction actually.

➜ quick to noticed the ball coming to him, he received it with ease as he sends it back to you, expecting you to stop it with your hands, but instead you continued to pass the ball back to him.

“ isn't it too late for you to still be at school? ” he questioned, as he received the ball, sending it your way as you did the same.

“ well look who's talking, ” you playfully scoffed, your eyes never leaving the ball.

“ you're right, i'm bokuto by the way! future ace of fukurodani. ” you rose an eyebrow at him, amused by his honestly. wasn't fukurodani a powerhouse? you wondered.

“ really? good for you i guess, i haven't even though of a high school yet. ” you continued to pass it to him, but you decided to test his speed as you directed it to a different direction from where he was.

“ y/n, by the way. ” you spoke once again when he sucessfully received it but with the side of his head, laughing while you tried to get it up back for him.

“ huh, maybe you should join me in fukurodani! they also have a volleyball club for girls too. ” he grinned, as he managed to send the ball flying off a different direction with his unexpected spike, with you failing to get it up ─ falling down to the ground while scratching your knee simultaneously.

“ hey, hey, he ─ aGH are YOU ALRIGHT ??” he interrupted himself as he saw the small wound in your knee.

➜ he was shockingly fast to understand the situation, running out the gym doors, leaving you to wonder where tf this boy went.

➜ but your question was soon answered when a sweaty bokuto came back with an emergency kit for injuries.

➜ kneeling down to your level, he examined the wound as he first disinfected it.

“ i'm so sorry, i never meant to make you fall and scrape your knee. ” he profously apologized as he didn't realized how kinda rough he was with disinfecting your wound, bringing him back to reality when you hissed in pain.

“ oH NO I'M SO SORRY PLEASE DON'T DIE ─ ”

➜ your weird tight-knit friendship started off with that, and before you even knew it you guys were inseperable, with you also coming along with him to fukurodani.

➜ he was a good best friend, would always but if not, every other day, have lunch with you. visits your house every week, with both your parents already adoring him their heart was filled to the brim with their love for him. always somehow, and surprisingly good at advices and would always help you out with personal problems.

➜ though he had other best friends, you were the only female best friend he has, sometimes rubbing the people the wrong way as most initially got the impression of you guys being a thing.

➜ if i said that you didn't develope a small crush on him before, i would have been lying.

➜ it first appeared in your first year of high school, with your hormones rising ─ you dismissed it as a small crush, thinking that it was the hormones acting up because he was your only close guy best friend.

➜ and just like you expected, it went away after a few months and by second year you decided to start dating and seeing other people ─ sadly making you drift away a bit from bokuto as both of you were busy with other things.

➜ but what you didn't expect was to have it reappear on your third year of high school, but maybe this time you didn't want it to go away.

➜ the pounding in your heart, it's lovesick rhythm remained echoing through the most unfortunate times where you didn't want them to appear.

➜ like that one time where you were eating lunch with him and akaashi & he just fucking l i c k s his lips

➜ you're like : OH I'LL GIVE YOU A REASON TO LICK YOUR LIPS

➜ um ,, chile😳

➜ speaking of akaashi, you were actually interested in him the first time bokuto has mentioned him, saying how he was a pretty boy and how good he was at remaining calm and collected ─ needless to say, you were quite interested in him.

➜ and you even asked bokuto for his number, unaware of his change in demeanor, flicking his gaze away from yours as he merely just nodded at your request.

➜ but despite how small that reaction was, it impacted his whole behaviour towards you; the way he would always try and leave the both of you together, saying that he forgot his lunch and he wasn't hungry etc. but it just felt forced, forced in a way that while pushing both you and akaashi together ─ it was as if bokuto was pushing away his feelings for you along with it.

➜ you and akaashi went on a small date of sort, suggested by bokuto once again. but after getting to knew each other a bit more, he seemed more like a little brother to you at most.

➜ you guys quit attempting to see each other because it just felt too unnatural for the both of you, but your friendship with him grew. though, it left a different impression on bokuto.

➜ in the middle of whatever was going on with the three of you, you once again drifited away from him. but this time, it was intentional.

➜ akaashi noticed how the both of you would often try and avoid topics about each other ans would now barely be seen with each other; unlike before, when you were always seen together ─ and it felt weird, and once again unnatural. for everyone, and not just for the three of you.

➜ akaashi, being so tired of seeing the both of you being dumb and in despair and actually being practical, he decided to talk to bokuto about it.

➜ and by the time he got bokuto to listen to him, the ace was already a pouty mess knowing fully well that akaashi wasn't lying.

“ okay, okay, fine; i'll go talk to her. ” bokuto grumbled as he finally complied.

“ promise? ” akaashi narrowed his eyes at his captain.

“ prom, ” bokuto replied.

“ prom . . ? ” he jerked his eyebrow up, trying to prepare himself on what bokuto was going to say.

“ half a promise ─ ”

“ ─ bokuto-san. ” the authoritive and premonition in the usual calm setter's voice sent shivers crawl up the third year's spine.

“ alright, ” bokuto's hair deflaited

“ i saw her in the girls' volleyball club gym by the way. ” and before the second year could give his goodluck to him, the captain was already heading to where the other gym was located

➜ it was getting late already, since both teams were practicing later than usual for the upcoming nationals; and bokuto once again saw you under the gym lights.

➜ as he found himself staring at you trying to get the ball up with your fingers as you played alone in the squeaking gym floors.

➜ and just like before, you set a 180° from where it was supposed to go ─ swerving it to his direction as he got it up easily back to you.

➜ expecting you to spike it back at him for avoiding you; you instead sent it back towards him.

➜ a weird sense of deja vu overwhelming him

“ you're still bad at setting i see. ”

“ isn't it too late for you to be here, bokuto? ” you asked, as you received the ball he returned back to you.

“ we're practicing for nationals. ” he answered

“ oh, right. ” the awkward tension settled down between the two of you.

➜ and before you knew it, you set a ball away from where he was located as he chased back the ball before accidentally and unconciously spiking at you which hit you hard.

➜ acting from his instincts, he went to get packed ice from the nurse's office near the gym. before settling down in the ground as he kneeled to your body sitting down on the floor.

“ tell me where does it hurt? ” you pointed at the obvious growing bump in your head.

“ ah, shit ─ i'm so sorry. ” he said as he cooled your bump.

“ for avoiding me or for accidentally hitting me . . ? ” you joked, laughing before wincing at the pain from your head.

➜ bokuto blinked his eyes trying to process what you just said as he once again, turned ito a flustered apologizing mess and awfully guilty.

“ both, ” he squinted his eyes, glaring at the swelling bump in your head.

“ it's just that, you were hanging around akaashi too much and i guess ─ ”

“ ─ excuse me? but you were the one that keeps setting us up and leaving us alone ! ” you nearly shouted at him

“ w ─ well, you did say you were interested in him. ”

➜ BB BOY WAS LIKE : i'm sowrry 🥺👉👈😔

“ why are you so jealous anyway? you're still my best friend and nothing could change that. ” as much as it hurts you.

“ but that's why! i don't wanna remain as just a best friend of yours i ─ ” he stopped himself, “ nevermind, i'm sorry i just ─ god i can't do anything right ─ ”

➜ you've gotten too annoyed with him, and just wanted to shut him tf up because now your thoughts are all jumbled up. but what better way to shut him up other than interrupting him with a kiss??

➜ the kiss was long, burning and too slow ─ conveying the mutual longing of each other through desperate lips, molding together. heated; in terms of pent up feelings and flustrations and getting too caught up for the moment.

➜ it was a breathtaking kiss, one that bokuto didn't wanna pull away from. but despite of his whiney, needy and desperate moans ─ you pulled away, panting.

“ you're . . . ” you started off, seeing how eager he was to go back to the kiss with a pout resting on his lips.

“ annoying. ” you went to get up from the floor, with bokuto standing as well; but your legs were jelly & along with the throbbing pain in the back of your head, made you fall right back into his arms.

“ am i really though? ”

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muwur · 4 years

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Hiii and welcome!! May I please request for the lovable annoying baby Hinata who has a HUGE crush on this popular girl in his class and one day she sees him at the mall or something and rushes to him begging him to pretend to be her boyfriend because there’s a group of guys that won’t leave her alone and that’s when she finally realizes that this gorgeous sweetheart exists and Hinata is just on cloud 9 the entire time but then he remembers it’s all fake :((((( teeeee

✿ pretend boyfriend pt. 1

♡ scenario ♡ for hinata

❧ fem reader

✎ 3.2k words

a/n: aw hello ty for the welcome <3 also this request made me cackle AAHAHAHAHA. also this format is interesting lolol, im so indecisive about how i want it

anyways, hope u enjoy hehe >.> this came out a lot longer than i had originally planned but did i even have a plan in the first place buut i aint complaining LOL

also yes theres going to be a pt 2 firhfnxfwifj hehe

requests: open! pls bbys dun b shy i have summer skool soon fml i need this to make me procrastinate on work LMAO

-having been preoccupied with volleyball, crushes never crossed Hinata’s mind

-however, he was about to find out that he was quite clueless when it came to love

-he found himself speeding to school on his bike one morning, riding at breakneck speed to try to make it on time

-ahhhh, i was so excited about the first day of going to karasuno and seeing their volleyball team that i couldnt sleep until 4 am...!

-that explains why he overslept

-lost in his thoughts, he nearly failed to notice the girl who was walking in front of him

-and so, at the very last minute, he swerved. i nto a tree.

- “oh my gosh! are you okay??”

-if he wasn’t okay before, now he’s cURED because the most beautiful girl was looking down at him with an outstretched hand, concern in her eyes

-he jumped up instead and waved his arms in front of himself, blushing and nodding, “y-yeah, I’m fine! don’t worry about me, a-are you okay??”

- “you’re the one who crashed into the tree!” you responded with shock as you moved to pick up his bike off the ground (luckily, it was undamaged)

-he took the handlebars after you offered them to him

-you frowned slightly. “i’m sorry, i should’ve watched where i was going. are you hurt?”

-he was too busy gawking at you to realize his head started bleeding

-cue you yelling frantically “y-your head! it’s bleeding!” and rushing him to the nurse’s office

-in his head: ‘i-im holding her hand’

-nearly combusted on spot

-and that was how he met you

-later he found out he actually shared the same class with you!

-though you never seemed to notice LOL

-you sat on the opposite side of the room, closer to the front of the class

-he sat all the way in the back, so it’s not like you would’ve really seen him but it was the perfect spot for hinata to stare at you and not pay attention to class

-and during breaks or when the teacher left the room for a few minutes, everyone around you would try to spark up a conversation with you

-oh how he wished he could make you smile and laugh like that too

-and whenever he saw you outside of class, he hid immediately (behind walls, doors, lockers, people *coughkageyamacough* “hinata boke!”, etc) and admired you from afar, way too nervous to approach you after your first encounter several weeks ago

-he just kNOWS he’ll do something stupid and end up a stuttering, blushing mess

-besides, you probably forgot who he was ;((

-one day at lunch, he hid behind yamaguchi, who was confused until he followed hinata’s intent gaze to your form, which was walking by in front of the pair

-kageyama, who also took notice, smiled devilishly

- “pfffft, she’d never glance your way”

- tsukki deadpanned, “you don’t stand a chance. she’s way too pretty for you and people are lining up just to talk to her”

-cue hinata fighting kags n tsukki, blushing and with tears pricking at his eyes

- “aw, guys, don’t be so mean, I think he just has a crush!” yams snickered what an angel (no i am not in love w this man)

-one weekend, hinata was out in a nearby shopping area to get some snacks for natsu cuz she wouldn’t stop bugging him about it (“you ate the rest of my candy, so you have to go get me some more!”)

-as he was leaving the store, hand in his bag, he felt a tug on his sleeve and heard a “psst”

-some higher being must’ve blessed him that day because here he was, face to face with the girl who’s been on his mind everyday for several weeks

-sdgfhjkljihyuitufjhk

-error.exe

-he opened his mouth to say something, maybe like a:

-“h-hey! you look familiar, I totally don’t know your name or think about you before i sleep at night, s-so hOWS the weather???”

-but before he could humiliate himself speak, you gave him a small smile and asked, “aren’t you the guy i took to the nurse after you crashed into that tree?”

- “y-yeah, that was me!” he stuttered out

-he was trying so hard to keep his cool, but he could feel his palms get sweaty and his body quiver with pANIC

-you stifled a giggle with your hand (hinata: so cute dfghjfgljkl) "im glad to see you’re doing well. sorry, i never introduced myself. my name’s y/n, what’s yours?”

-you extended your hand as a greeting

-yet all he could do was stare at it, dumbfounded

-the two brain cells he owned said we ouTTIE

- “my name’s hinata!” he yelled dramatically for no reason. “sorry, my hand’s a bit sweaty, otherwise i would shake yours!” so instead, he bent forward in a bow

-eyes wide at his sudden outburst and gesture, you laughed in response and waved a hand, “it’s okay, really! nice to meet you again, hinata”

-a few moments of silence passed by, he was still bending over, and you were looking at your surroundings awkwardly

-risking a glance up, he caught a nervous expression on your face, and it made his eyebrows furrow in concern

- “hey, are you okay?” he asked as he straightened his body

-nice. smooth and direct.

-you sheepishly looked at the ground and absentmindedly itched the side of your head, twirling a strand of hair with your finger

- “this is kinda embarrassing, but um... could you do me a favor? i promise it’s nothing too bad!”

-little do you know he would literally do aNYthing for you right now

- “of course!” he replied a little too quickly. “w-what is it?”

- “soooo, i ran into these guys from school earlier, and they won’t stop bothering me, especially this one guy. a lot of girls like him and think he’s cool, but he’s such a jerk! i honestly don’t know what they see in him. he’s been so insistent on dating me the past few weeks that i try to avoid him as much as possible...”

-you shyly looked up at him and he had to refrain from exploding

- “could you please, uh, pretend to be my boyfriend?”

-b-b-b-boYFrIeNd??

- “y-y-y-your b-b-b-boyf-f-friend?” he managed to sputter

-you clasped your two palms together in front of your face like a prayer and leaned forward slightly, closing your eyes. “just for today, i promise! i remember you were really sweet when i first met you, so i thought i could ask you! i need to get a few things and i know he’s still around here, so i might run into him and his friends again. also, earlier, i uh... kinda told him i had a boyfriend to see if he would back off, but i think it just made him angrier...”

-you were talking a bit too fast for hinata’s nonexistent brain to process, but he got the gist

-basically, he needed to pretend to be your boyfriend in front of some guy that wouldn’t leave you alone

-it almost sounded like a dream come true

-except for the fact this was all fake and he wasn’t actually your boyfriend

-BUT HE GOT TO TALK TO YOU AND PRETEND TO BE SOMETHING HE WANTED TO BE

-AND PROTECT YOU

-AND HE GOT TO TALK TO YOU

-but...

- “err, how do i do that?”

-you looked back up at him questioningly. “do what?”

-he looked off to the side in embarrassment. “w-well, i’ve never really dated anyone, so i’m not sure how to act and make it believable...”

-you clasped his hands making him even more flustered and jumped up in excitement

- “so you’ll do it??”

-he could only manage to nod in response

- “great! ahhhh, thank you so much! you don’t know how much i appreciate this! as for the acting... well, we just have to do couple-y things. y’know, hold hands, stand close to one another, feed each other, take pictures together, kiss, all that stuff. just follow my lead!”

-did his ears deceive him?

-did you just say

-kISS??

-he?? was going to get?? to?/ kisS yOu?//dfokgjif

-he definitely looked like an idiot right now

-wide eyes glazed over, mouth opened slightly for the soul leaving his body, a grey and sickly pale complexion, stomach twisting from nerves and butterflies

-noya and tanaka would be so jealous

-and possibly kill him so they could replace him as your pseudo boyfriend

- “hinata? what’s wrong, d-did i say something?”

-your concerned voice brought him back to earth

-gazing into your cute, confused eyes, he took a deep breath and exhaled

- ‘im acting so uncool right now! y/n needs my help!’

-he mustered up the courage to flash you a determined smile and a thumbs up. “i’ll be the best fake boyfriend you could ever ask for!”

-you could’ve sworn you felt your heart skip a beat

-you chuckled at his genuine display and smiled back. “then in that case, would you mind tagging along as i pick up a few things?”

-he could barely hold himself together when you clasped his hand and scooted close to him

-so close he could smell a pleasant scent wafting from you

- ‘i cant believe this is happening im holding her hand agAIN was this meant to be—‘

-and then his mind went blank for like the hundredth time in the last several minutes

-he followed you around, trying to steady his rapidly beating heart and ignore the warmth that remained on his cheeks

-how could you be so calm when you two were holding hands for so long?? (kags: it means she doesnt like u)

-he was both elated and terrified at the same time

-hinata couldn’t help but relish the way your fingers felt interlocked with your own

-how you slightly swung your arms together as you walked

-the way your eyes shone as you talked so casually with him

-the crinkle of your eyes and the sweet sound of your laugh when he said something that was apparently funny

- ‘fjjkdjnf i made her laugh‘

-he couldn’t help but notice the way your hair brushed your face when you leaned forward to inspect an item on a shelf

- “this is kinda cute, don’t you think?” you held up a small plush of a hedgehog

- “y-yeah, adorable!” but i’m not talking about the hedgehog

-it was no surprise to him, really, to see why you were so popular with everyone

-what’s not there to like? aside from your stunning beauty and intelligence, you were naturally charming and radiated an aura that just drew others in

-two hours passed and you both ended up sitting at a table, hands linked together across the table’s surface

- “ah, i need to answer this,” you breathed out, letting go of his hand to rummage your bag and answer your ringing phone

-ngl his hand was already getting cold and he missed your touch

-after a few nods and short replies, you ended the call and stood up

- “well, now that i’ve gotten everything, i have to head home now. ..”

- “oh... i-i mean, oh, alright! uhh, it was nice um, shopping with you!”

-his heart sank a bit now that this blissful time had come to an end

-disappointment seeped in hello darkness my old friend

-you, too, were a bit dismayed. you never expected to have enjoyed your time with him that much

-how come you never saw him at school? you definitely would’ve loved to get to know him more...

- “y-yeah, i had a good time, too! er, shopping, i mean! thanks again for following me around, though. you’re really sweet, hinata. i don’t know what i would’ve done without your help...”

- ‘come on, this is your chance!’

-boyo took another deep breath and opened his mouth to say, “y/n, could we do this again som--”

- “y/n! heyyy, i’ve been looking for you, sweet cheeks!”

-you both whipped around to see a group of guys approaching your table

-quickly, you pulled hinata close to you and whispered in his ear, “act natural.”

-nAtUral?????

-nodding, he stood up straighter and hesitantly snaked an arm around your waist

-then stiffened in fear when you were both surrounded by a group of guys who were all way taller than him

-you gave the boys a suspicious eye and scooted closer into hinata’s touch

-“what do you want? for the last time, i am not going out with you. don’t you know anything about respecting other people? besides, i’m already with someone,” you huffed

-the one in the front cocked an eyebrow at the sight of you two

-he had silky dark hair, smooth skin, a captivating gaze, and a smirk that could creep right under your skin

-“you expect me to believe small fry’s your boyfriend? him? with YOU? you could do so much better, buttercup. I could make you feel so good.”

-hinata could tell this guy was bad news. really bad news. he was the type who wouldn’t take no for an answer

- ‘ahhh, what do i do?? if i just stand here, he’s gonna keep harassing her! and possibly even hurt her...’

-the guy inched closer to you, much to your obvious discomfort as you stepped back, and he reached out to touch your cheek

-but hinata was quicker, and he slid in front of you before the guy could lay a finger on you

- “leave her alone! she obviously wants nothing to do with you.”

-the fiery glint in his eye was almost enough to make the other guy back off, but his pride wouldn’t let him

-angry, he instead grabbed fistfuls of hinata’s collar and spat in his face, “say that again, shorty.”

-hinata continued to stare into the other guy’s eyes daringly and grabbed a hold of his wrist in response

- “she said no. quit harassing a girl who’s made it clear she’s not interested, or else.”

- “or else what.”

-his grip on the guy’s wrist tightened and his eyes sharpened. “you’ll have to get through me, first.”

- “tch,” the taller male scoffed. he let go of hinata, pushing him back and glaring as he did so. then he glanced over at you still standing behind the orange-haired boy

- “bet you’ll get bored of shortstack over here soon enough. i’ll be waiting,” he remarked with a wink

-then he and his friends turned and walked away, disappearing from view

-hinata, who’s been running on pure adrenaline during this whole encounter, then collapsed on the floor from all the excitement and terror he tried to contain

- “h-hinata?!” you gasped, using your arms to support his sluggish body

- “ahhh... i thought he’d at least swing at me, but i got lucky...”

-he sounded breathless

-however, the last thing he expected was the soft press of your lips on his cheek

- “thank you, hinata. i really appreciate the way you stood up for me back there. no one’s ever really done that for me.”

-how many times can you die and come back to life in the same day?? p sure hinata’s broken the record for that by now

- “o-o-o-of course! i couldn’t just let him keep thinking that going after you like this is o-okay! i-i didn’t even do much, i-i mean you’ve been standing up to this guy for weeks, this was the least i could do to help--”

-and you were huGGING HIM

-he awkwardly returned the gesture, eyes wide with shock as he patted your back

- “i mean it. thank you. i hope he backs off, but...” you bit your lip and pulled away

- “w-what’s wrong...?”

-you sighed. “i have a feeling he’s still going to be bothering me for a while. i hate to ask this of you, but...”

- “could you pretend to be my boyfriend for a bit longer? at least until he gets the hint and stops...?”

-did this mean...

- ‘dating’ you at scHOOL???

-kageyama and tsukki will never let him live it down, he could already imagine their comments

- “why’d she pick you of all people for this job?? you’re so?? you???”

- “couldn’t she have chosen to be with someone more believable??”

-he shook his head from his thoughts

- “i-is that a no?” you asked worriedly

- “n-no! i mean, yes! i mean, ignore that! i can pretend for as long as you need, y/n.”

- “ahhh, thank you so much, hinata! i promise i’ll treat you to something in return!” you brought him back in a hug, swaying side to side in glee

-you both stood up after you let go. “we should exchange numbers!” you suggested

- ‘oh my gawd, im getting her number rdftegiuofref’

-tanaka and noya would be so proud tho

-you quickly typed down your contact information on his phone before handing it back to him. “alright, here you go, just give me a text! i have to go now.”

-you picked up your bags and gave him a parting smile. “i’ll see you at school! get home safe!”

-and with that, you were on your way

-he stood there and watched as you left, holding onto the cheek you had kissed earlier

-he couldn’t believe it

extra:

-he had texted you after he got home, giggling like a lovesick preteen (was he not thooo LOL) as he was reading your messages and sharing memes with you

y/n 乁( ⏒ ͜ʖ ⏒ )ㄏ : oh ye btw, who’s your teacher? also, where do you usually hang out? just so i know where to find you. i never c u around school for som reason

me: oh rlly? thats strange... (pretending like he doesnt hide from you lol) im usually in the courtyard during lunch or in the gym for volleyball practice, and i have class with ms. akio

y/n 乁( ⏒ ͜ʖ ⏒ )ㄏ : WE’RE IN THE SAME CLASS??? omg im so sorry, i never noticed :((

me: oh no its okay! i sit all the way in the back, so

y/n 乁( ⏒ ͜ʖ ⏒ )ㄏ : well, i’ll make sure to greet you next time :) ! we’ll be seeing each other a whole lot more now, so

-he was still smiling like an idiot when natsu burst open his bedroom door

- “where’s my candy?!”

-shit, you probably took it with all your other bags by accident

- “uhhh....”

- “shoyooooo! you owe me, big time!”

-he rolled his eyes. “yeah, yeah, i know, i’m sorry, i’ll buy you twice as much tomorrow.”

-he went back to typing away at his phone

-natsu raised her eyebrows in curiosity. “whatcha doinnn?”

- “nothing, go away.”

- “you’ve been on your phone all day!”

- “and?”

- “are you talking to a giiirrrlllll?”

- “n-no!”

- “then why are you blushinggg?? moommm! shoyo has a girlfriend!” then she added to her brother, “can i see her?? is she pretty??”

-he just groaned, putting a hand up to his face to cover his blush, and nodded

a/n: OKAY this def took me longer than i thot AAHAHA but no ragrets. ty for your request, anon, i rlly enjoyed writing this and i hope you liked it! there will be a part 2, ill try to get that done soon >.> stay tuned hehe. msg me or send me an ask if you wanna be in the taglist cx <3 have a great day or night, lovelies, wherever you are

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Inevitable | Stiles

{ Y/N/N = Your Nick Name Y/L/N = Your Last Name }

There he was, flinging the ball passed the goalie pretty much effortlessly during lacrosse practice. I leaned against the bleachers and smiled, fixing my ponytail. Stiles grinned my way, but I knew it wasn’t directed at me. I turned and, as expected, Lydia Martin walked passed me while elegantly swaying her hips.

I watched as Stiles forgot what he was doing, stumbling over his own feet but staying upright nonetheless. He blushed and quickly turned away, talking to Scott about something that I couldn’t hear.

Being in love with somebody who didn’t even notice you was probably the most stupid thing that I had gotten myself into ever since… well, ever. I forced myself to turn and walk away, knowing that if I stayed longer the ache in my heart would increase and I’d embarrass myself in front of a ton of people I wasn’t even friends with.

An hour later I had just arrived in my next class, Chemistry, and I sat down at a desk ready to be paired with some random nerd. However, I didn’t know that Chemistry lesson would change my life forever.

–

“Miss Y/L/N, Mr Stilinski.” Mr Harris said and my head shot up. I refrained myself from exclaiming my shock, and before I could even properly prepare myself, I felt somebody’s presence beside me.

“Hey. I guess we’re paired up for this project, huh?” Stiles said. His voice was so smooth and the way his lips moved made me want to kiss them so bad. God, I had to control myself.

“Y-yeah.” I stammered, moving my bag off the chair next to me and Stiles sat down, dropping his bag against the table in front of him.

“So, what’s your name?” He asked as he took out his books out. While Mr Harris continued to pair up students, he looked at me with those honey-coloured eyes and I swear I felt my insides melt.

I smiled slightly. “Y/N. You’re Stiles, right?”

“That’s me.” He laughed. “Pretty name, by the way.”

“Thanks.” I said, unable to stop myself from blushing. Stiles grinned and opened his book just as Mr Harris started announcing the project.

I noted what he said down. “… Please submit it next week Friday. This is both a test of intelligence and memory as well as a test of your ability to work together. Have a good day.”

With a groan, I closed my book. “If you want, I can just find some topics today and we can start the work on Monday.” I knew Stiles hated Chemistry, although he was extremely smart but it seemed that Mr Harris didn’t quite like him.

“I’m not going to let you do all the work.” Stiles said. “Are you free tomorrow?”

“Yeah. I… I think so.” I said, trying to make it seem as if I had to think about it. Honestly, I didn’t have anything to do after school. I only really spoke to people inside of school, and my mum was out all of the time so it didn’t really matter whether she granted me permission or not.

“Okay. Give me your number and I’ll text you later, okay?”

I nodded. “Yeah sure.” I wrote my number down on a piece of paper and handed it to him, and he smiled in a way that could have made any girl swoon.

The bell rang and Stiles packed his bag. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then?”

“Yeah. Bye, Stiles.” I said before he walked away, glancing at me once before he disappeared out of the door. I bit my lip and hit my forehead. Goodness, I couldn’t believe I had literally just spoken to my crush for the first time ever, and I’d probably been super obvious.

I got up and headed to the lockers to pick up my books, seeing as Chemistry was my last period of the day.

—

I arrived home and groaned when I noticed my mum’s car parked in the driveway. I parked my bicycle against the wall before heading inside the house, meeting my mum sitting at the dining table, sipping her tea and reading some sort of fashion magazine.

“Hi, Mum.” I greeted her, hanging my coat up and heading towards the kitchen to grab an apple before I leaned against the counter and watched my mum put the magazine down and acknowledge my existence.

“Hi, sweetie. How was school?”

“It was fine.” My phone buzzed in my pocket, and my mum raised her eyebrows.

“Who’s that? Have you finally made a friend?”

I rolled my eyes, hiding the fact that my heart literally missed a beat because it couldn’t be anyone other than Stiles, the only people who had my number was my mum, Stiles and Katherine who only had my number because our mothers were friends.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and unlocked it, tapping on the text notification. “It’s just someone I have to do a Chemistry project with. Anyway, how’s work?”

“Good as usual. Got the day off, but I’m leaving again tomorrow morning.”

Stiles: Hey Y/N/N. It’s Stiles. I hope it’s okay to call you that. Just wanted to ask what time you’re comfortable with to hang out tomorrow? Your house or mine?

“Right. What time?” I asked, as I typed a reply. I was glad I had a knack for multitasking.

Me: Sure. Anytime’s good, and I honestly don’t mind. You pick.

“My flight leaves at 8, so I’ll be gone around 7. I’ve also got a dinner invitation from Katherine’s mum, but there’s lasagna in the fridge.” Mum said, and I sighed. The few days a month that my mum was home, she always immediately made plans with her many lady friends and left me to tend for myself. At least she gave me the money to get whatever I needed for groceries, clothes, etc., but it still hurt sometimes that she was hardly around.

“Okay, Mum.” I said. My phone buzzed again and Mum once again looked at me suspiciously. “You’ve been acting weird lately. Are you sure there’s nothing you want to talk to me about?”

“No, there’s nothing I need to talk to you about. Not now, anyway.” I said, taking a bite of my apple before glancing back down at my phone.

Stiles: Is your house okay? Dad’s got a day off tomorrow and yeah. Maybe around 3 pm?

“Okay. I’m going to go get ready.”

“Fine. Bye, Mum.” I said without looking up. I had a nervous ache in my stomach, and I suddenly didn’t feel that hungry anymore.

Me: Yeah, that’s fine.

Stiles: Cool :) See you then.

Me: See you.

I sighed and slid my phone into my back pocket, finishing my apple before throwing the core away and heading upstairs to do my homework.

—

The next day I woke up from the sound of my mum’s car leaving the driveway, I tried going back to sleep, but my mind had decided that overthinking today’s events would be a better activity than sleeping, so I was left getting up at 7 am on a Saturday morning.

I made my way downstairs after grabbing my English books and sat at the kitchen island, doing my homework in an effort to let time go by faster.

It was 9:02 when I finally finished the last piece of homework I had and I made myself some breakfast before taking a shower and getting ready for the day.

At 2:45 I had gone grocery shopping, cleaned the house, tidied my room and done possibly everything I could have done. This definitely meant I would be extremely bored tomorrow, but I’d rather be bored than have to endure the nauseated feeling the butterflies in my stomach were producing.

I got a text from my mum that she’d arrived in Los Angeles and I didn’t reply. I couldn’t be bothered to. I headed downstairs and poured myself a glass of apple juice, sipping it slowly. I nearly let the glass fall when the doorbell rang. Yesterday evening, before I had gone to sleep, I had texted Stiles my address because of course I had completely forgotten to do so during our earlier text exchange.

After putting the glass down I made my way to the front door and opened it, only to find Stiles grinning at me. He was wearing a white t-shirt with red details and jeans, his backpack slung over his shoulder and his eyes glistened in the sunlight.

“Hey there.” Stiles smiled. “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to tackle this beast of a project and strangle it.”

“Well that’s one way to put it.” I said, a weight lifting off my shoulders and the twist in my stomach leaving. “Come on in.” I opened the door wider and stepped out of the way to allow him to enter.

He walked in with a smile, looking around. “Nice house. Are you home alone?”

“Yeah.” I said, closing the door. “As usual.”

“You’re home alone most of the time?” Stiles asked, and I nodded. “Yeah. Mum works for some company and she travels a lot. She’s home maybe five days a month. Would you like something to drink?”

“Sure. Doesn’t that get lonely, though?”

“Kind of. I’m used to it.” I said. “What would you like?”

“Uhm.. Whatever you’re having is fine.” Stiles said. I nodded. “Well, I’m having apple juice. Is that okay with you?”

“Yeah.” Stiles replied and I poured him a glass and refilled mine. “So where are we going to work?” He asked once I handed his glass to him.

I bit my lip, thinking. “Let’s work upstairs, yeah? I’ve got everything we need there.”

“Alright.” Stiles said, and I motioned for him to follow me upstairs to my bedroom. Once we got there I pulled my books out from my bookshelf and laid them on the floor in front of my bed.

“So what do you want the project to be about?” I asked as I sat down on the carpeted floor, and Stiles dropped his bag against the bed and sat in front of me.

“I’m not sure. I wasn’t exactly listening to what he was saying.” Stiles admitted, blushing.

I laughed. “I don’t blame you. He wants us to choose an experiment, make it happen, observe it and then write our observations.”

“Right. Maybe we could…”

—-

That was the start of my friendship with Stiles. We started hanging out more, though I kept it all a secret from my mum. I was stubborn, I told myself that if she wasn’t here she didn’t care and she didn’t have to know because, knowing my mum, she would make a big deal about it and question me about any ‘possible relationships’.

Sure, I still had a crush on Stiles but I had learned to control it. I’d become close with Scott as well, and thanks to Stiles I didn’t feel so bored or lonely outside of school. There were times when our hugs lingered a bit longer than an average hug ('the average hug’ meaning Scott’s hugs because there really weren’t any other guys I was comfortable enough with to hug) but I told myself I was just imagining it.

“Y/N.. Y/N!” Somebody whispered, and I turned to find Scott crouching on the roof outside my window. “Scott?! What are you doing here?” I asked, as I opened the window as quietly as possible. “You know my mum’s home!”

“I do, I do. But Stiles said he needs us both. Something happened in the woods, some sort of murder or something. Stiles thinks it’s another wolf.” Scott said. I nodded and quickly pulled my shoes on and pulled on a hoodie I had borrowed from Stiles once and never returned. It smelled like him and it made my heart race, as if he were here with me in person.

You see, Scott was a werewolf. It’s a long story, but Stiles had explained everything to me once I had found out. “Okay. One second.” I said quietly to Scott before opening the door and shouting, “Mum, I’m off to sleep. Goodnight!”

“Sleep well, sweetie!” She replied and I closed the door, turning the light off and heading towards the window. Scott had already moved so I could go through, and I climbed onto the roof swiftly, having done this a million times before.

“Nice hoodie.” He smirked, probably identifying Stiles’ scent on it. “Thank you.” I grinned, following him as he jumped off the roof and I did the same. He ran into the woods and I followed him, until eventually we saw Stiles’ familiar blue Jeep parked in the middle of a clearing.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw him leaning against the side of the car, and I immediately ran up to him and engulfed him in a hug. He laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder before I pulled away with a blush. God I hated how my cheeks heated up so easily.

“Alright guys, that’s enough.” Scott teased, like he always did. I stuck my tongue out at him, but I knew thanks to his supernatural hearing. “Fill us in, Stiles?” I asked him.

“A random couple got murdered, heard my dad say something about wolf-like bites on the bodies. I thought Scott should investigate.” Stiles said. “We can’t just let another wolf enter Beacon Hills. I’ve already called Derek, he’s aware of the situation.”

“Okay.” I said. “So why’d you need me here?”

“Moral support.” Stiles grinned brilliantly and I felt my knees weaken but thankfully I stabilised myself by leaning against the car just as Stiles was doing, only I was leaning with my shoulder against it. “I need another human here in case Scott decides to forget that I don’t have supernatural powers.”

“That happened once, Stiles!” Scott exclaimed, and I laughed. “Shouldn’t we go investigate, guys?” I asked, and Stiles smiled at me.

“Always thoughtful. Let’s go, Scott.”

“Do you have a flashlight?” Scott asked, and Stiles turned to open the car door and a few seconds later a flashlight was tossed to both Scott and I, and he was holding his own.

“Always prepared.” I retorted, and Stiles laughed before locking the car.

Scott made a gagging sound, and I glared at him. We headed off into the woods, Stiles leading the way and Scott sniffing for a trace of the wolf.

“Do you think it’s an omega?” I asked Scott quietly, and he shrugged. “I don’t know, Y/N. I haven’t picked up anything yet.”

We finally got at the crime scene, and I saw Stiles’ dad, the Sheriff, talk to some police officers. Scott stopped, and I turned to him only to find him walking in the opposite direction. He motioned for me to follow and I grabbed Stiles’ hand to get his attention.

I blushed in the dark, aware of how his hand fit in mine and Stiles turned towards me. “What?” He asked quietly.

“Scott found a scent. Come on.” I pulled him towards Scott, and I turned my flashlight off as to not gain attention.

We followed Scott until we arrived at Allison and Scott’s secret spot. Derek was already there, and his eyes flashed at us as if to say 'stay back’….

—

“Come on, I’ll give you a boost up.” Stiles said later that night once we arrived at my house. I nodded and he boosted me up so I could climb onto the roof. He followed suit, and we slowly walked over to the window of my room. I opened it slowly and jumped in quietly, Stiles doing the same.

I sighed, and ran my fingers through my hair. “Is Scott going to be okay?”

“Of course he will. He’s in good hands with Deaton.” Stiles said and I sat on the bed with my back against the headboard. Stiles did the same and we both sat there for a moment. What had happened today had been the first time I’d truly experienced anything supernatural that was dangerous, and to be honest I was feeling extremely shook up.

“Y/N/N…” Stiles said. “You’re going to be okay. Everything will. Look at me, I’ve survived this for like a year now. I’m doing fine.”

“I know.” I said. “I just–” I made the mistake of looking up into his eyes, and I realised how close those beautiful lips were to mine. All I had to do was lean in a little bit and they would touch.

“You just?” Stiles asked, and I completely forgot what I wanted to say.

“Nothing. Are you tired?” I asked, and Stiles shook his head. “No. You?”

“I don’t know.” I said honestly.

Stiles smiled slightly. “Would you like me to leave?”

“No, please don’t.” I said. “Just want to lay down for a bit.”

Stiles nodded, and he gently grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers together. I smiled at him and moved down, turning on my side and he kissed my shoulder.

“This is my hoodie isn’t it?” He whispered, and I nodded. “Yeah. Sorry, it’s just really comfortable and I kept forgetting to give it back.”

“That’s okay.” He said, and I turned my head, looking at him. “Stiles?”

“Yes?” He asked, looking up from behind my shoulder and I bit my lip. “Do you still like Lydia?”

“No…” He said, a flush covering his pale skin. “I’ll always admire her because well, I had feelings for her for ten years. But no, I don’t obsessively like her anymore.”

“Oh, okay.” I said, trying to act cool even though I was mentally doing a happy dance.

Stiles hummed against my shoulder. “Why are you asking?”

“No reason.” I answered, turning my head back around and sighing into the soft pillow.

“Okay.” He gave my hand a tight squeeze, and before I realised it, I was falling asleep….

–

“Y/N Y/L/N!!” A shrill voice woke me up and I groaned. “Mum leave me alone.”

“Not until you explain why the Sheriff’s son is in your bed!” She shouted, and I felt somebody stir behind me and yesterday’s events came rushing back to me as I woke up fully.

“Who’s shouting?” Stiles asked as he, too, woke up slowly. I opened my eyes only to find my mum, completely dressed, with her arms crossed and I quickly got up.

“Mum, it isn’t what you think!” I said. “Look, we’re both fully dressed. He’s just my friend.”

“You never–”

“Because you’re never around.” I said, and I turned to Stiles who was looking at me with a look that I couldn’t decipher.

“Y/N….” She said.

I sighed. “Mum, can you leave me alone for a bit? Please? Nothing happened, I promise.”

“Fine. Stiles, that’s your name right?” She asked Stiles, who nodded. “You may join us for breakfast if you want.”

“Thank you, Mrs Y/L/N.”

My mum nodded before walking out of my room and closing the door behind her. I sighed and fell back onto the bed, groaning and covering my face with the pillow.

“Are you okay?” Stiles asked, and I groaned into the pillow. Suddenly the pillow was being pulled away and Stiles was leaning over me. My heart started racing like it usually did when he was this close to me, and Stiles smiled at me.

“What?” I asked, and he chuckled. “I knew it. Scott told me.”

My eyes widened and he moved closer. “He told me your heart beat rose whenever you were around me. He could smell it off you, you know. From the moment he met you.” He whispered. “I didn’t believe him at first. I thought he was messing with me. I knew for sure yesterday when you asked me whether I still liked Lydia.”

“Great.” I sighed and Stiles raised his eyebrows. “Not happy?”

“You’re going to friendzone me now, right?”

“Well… no.” Stiles said. “I was planning to kiss you, but if you don’t want to then that’s fine too.”

My jaw dropped, and he laughed, pressing my chin slightly so as to close my mouth. Without warning, he kissed me.

It was everything I had imagined and more. His warm lips were soft and fit mine as if they were the missing puzzle piece. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss because god I felt like I was dreaming and I wanted to make the dream worth it.

He smiled against my lips and laughed. “Wow, Y/N/N. Ever heard of taking it slow?”

“For god’s sake, Stilinski, shut up.” I said, kissing him again and rolling us over so I was straddling him. I cupped his cheeks and brushed my lips against his, teasing him slightly.

“You made me wait, and you expect me to take it slow.” I mumbled as I kissed his jaw line before kissing his lips again.

Stiles didn’t reply, although to be fair I didn’t really allow him to. When I finally pulled away to catch my breath, Stiles’ lips were tinged red and I knew mine were probably marked as well. “Weren’t you supposed to go speak to you mum?”

“Oh. Right.” I said, having forgotten that completely. I got off of him and for a moment just stared at him, unable to comprehend that we’d just spent about ten minutes making out. It was weird, finally kissing him when I’d been crushing on him for SO long.

He smiled and sat up, leaning over to peck my lips. “Do you want me to stay and wait or should I go?”

“Is that even a question?” I asked. “And, stop kissing me. I’m going to end up not being able to control myself.”

“Wow. What have I done to you?” Stiles asked mockingly. I shrugged. “You kissed me, that’s what.”

“Yeah well it was inevitable.” Stiles said. “I liked you too much.”

I blushed but before I could reply Stiles spoke again. “Go talk to your mum, Y/N/N. I’ll be here when you get back.”

“Okay.” I believed him, but I still felt like I was in a dream. I smiled at him before getting up and walking towards the door, heading towards the kitchen to speak to my mum, hoping deeply that she’d believe me.

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